Beyond the Supernatural ( Winchesters' Fanfic!)

chapter one

Vipers POV:
"what the hell is that noise?" I say out loud as I rub my eyes. I look around the room to see Harley, my sister, digging around in a box. "do you mind?" I asked her.

"no I don't mind." she looked back at me, giving me a smartass smile. I roll my eyes and sit up in the bed.

"what is all this?"

"records."

"yeah no shit, but what records."

"ugh." she huffed and got up off the floor, walking to the kitchen. I got up and followed. She was still looking for something, tearing through the papers in our kitchen cabinet.

"Look Scout, if you don't tell me what in the Sam Hell you're doi-"

"Look Vi, if you don't quit calling me that, I'm gonna-"

"Its been your nickname for your whole life." I said, finishing our small battle of cutting each other off.

"yeah, well I'm not six anymore.." she mumbled.

"you act like it.." I mumbled back. she just glared at me and continued looking. I eventually gave up on pressuring her to tell me and left the room, going back to the living room.

"you've gotta be shittin me! what the hell," I heard Scout say from the kitchen. I shook me head and laughed until I heard a loud bang.

"Fuck!" I heard her yell as I hopped off the couch and ran into the kitchen. I saw Harley setting on the floor, with papers scattered everywhere. as I came around the corner something hit my foot. I looked down to see a leather book setting against my foot. I looked back over to Harley, who was holding her left hang tight.

"it burnt me.." she looked at me in pain, then at the book in confusion. I wanted to pick it up. and she knew I wanted to pick it up. "don't." she stated.

"wait here." I patiently told her. I went in my room and found a pair of gloves. the heavy duty type I use to work on my car with. I went to the kitchen again and lightly laid my thumb on the book, seeing if I could feel any heat off of it. I didn't so I picked it up. Scout started picking up the papers on the floor as I looked through the book.

"what is it? you're biting your lip, which means two things. you're confused or worried..tell me it's confused." she said from beside me.

"black magic," I replied, "really black.."

"how evil is it?" she asked me, setting next to me.

"the worst I've seen." I told her, being honest. I dealt with the history of the other side. I studied a lot about it. every thing about it actually. it didn't scare me when I was little and it doesn't now. Harley was blessed with the powers. Other than my knowledge, my hearing, and my strength I have nothing. Harley is the fast one, the one with cytokinesis, and the one that's good at hiding. we make a pretty good team if you ask me.
"it's got a lot about demons, a lot about, well us actually."

"us?" she asked.

"hunters." I told her, clarifying. she nodded. I was a bit confused. about a lot. about why the book was here, how it was, and who put it here. it didn't seem to make much sense at all.

Harley's POV:
"hunters." She said. My throat got dry. I know someone, something, put that book here. I didn't understand why it would burn me. Yes it's black magic, but never have I been burnt by something like that before. I just stared at Viper. She seemed off. Something was wrong and I didn't know what it was. She was never scared. Not of demons, witches, legends, folk tails, humans, nothing. Something was seriously wrong.

"What's wrong?" I asked her. She didn't say anything, just got up.

"how big is your suitcase?" she asked me.

"i don't know, why?"

"go fill it up. we're getting the hell outta dodge." she said, packing her things already.

"But Viper why are we-"

"Now." she said seriously, giving me a half pleading half demanding look. So I got up and started packing my things. I saw her stick her pistol in her holster. She picked up the book, put it under her jean jacket in her bag. She grabbed moms cross necklace from a top shelf and looked at it for a second before lifting it over her head and placing it around her neck. She never did that. Ever. she slept with it above her head but never ever did she wear it. I knew something was up then. If Vi had to wear a cross some serious shit is going on. She tossed my my pistol and my switchblade. I stuck my switchblade in my pocket and my gun in my bag.

"our bags our going in the trunk." she said looking at my pistol.

"okay," I said in a questioning voice. "it's not like we're going to need them in this small town." I said. She sighed and shook her head.

"okay." she stated, slinging her black bag over her shoulder before exiting. I went out shortly after, locking the door before I noticed an envelope on the table. I went over to read it. in black ink it said "please give to Mrs.Crawford in room 204 thanks." I cocked an eyebrow and exited the room. I walked through the small parking lot to Vipers old car. I got in after throwing my bag in the trunk and shutting it.

"why was there an envelope on the table for Mrs.Crawford?" I asked.

"you know how she's always handing out papers because of that missing dog of hers?" she asked me.

"yeah?"

"yeah well I hit it about a week ago." she said shortly before shifting into reverse and backing out quickly. I just looked at her and took a deep breath in.

"why are we leaving?" I asked, after about 5 minutes of overly loud rock music.

"what?!" she yelled over the music. I sighed and shut off the music.

"hey what the hell?" she said in an offended way.

"you're gonna go deaf." I told her, shaking my head.

"the driver picks the music. driver picks the volume. passenger shuts their cake hole." she stated. smiling a fake smile after ward.

"I'll show you a cake hole." I laughed. she laughed and threw her paper from her candy bar into the backseat.

"I had asked you why we're leaving." I said.

"oh yeah, the hunters are being hunted, ironic huh?" she stated. I looked at her in shock.

"do what?" I asked.

"you hungry?" she asked me.

"Viper what do you mean we're being hunted?" I repeated myself.